Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

The long knife that Blinka used was smeared with a highly poisonous tree sap on the island. If he was not treated in time, he would die within half a quarter of an hour.

Fortunately, Qiao Ran gave Chief Batus the detoxification pill in time, so that the poison could be detoxified in time, and it was already ineffective before it invaded the internal organs.

It's just that the penetrating injury was quite serious. Fortunately, it didn't hit the heart. Otherwise, even if Qiao Ranhuatuo was reincarnated, there would be no way to save him.

After feeding him another hemostatic pill, Qiao Ran pulled out the long knife and carefully bandaged Bartus' wound.

Outside the wooden house, Mo Beihan had already communicated awkwardly with Bama and asked him to explain his purpose to the other leaders.

Now everyone is standing outside the wooden house door, anxiously waiting for the wooden house door to open.

Vice General Cheng took the people to rest. After all, the long voyage and the fight just now made everyone very tired.

Although the leaders were very grateful to this group of people for their help and heard Bama relay their purpose, they still had doubts and wanted to go into the wooden house to see if their chief was okay.

However, Mu Er and the others kept in mind Miss Qiao's instructions and guarded the outside of the wooden house so that not even a fly or mosquito could get in.

After seeing the superb skills of these people, the leaders could only worry outside the door.

In the space, more than an hour had passed when Qiao Ran had treated the penetrating wounds on Bartus' body and checked and treated other wounds on his body.

There were so many old and new wounds on Bartus's body that even Qiao Ran, a person who was used to fighting, couldn't help but sigh, this man is also a ruthless person.

Most people would have died long ago after suffering so many injuries and fighting for several days with a high fever.

Qiao Ran had to admire his willpower because he only had the willpower to survive until now.

Looking at this man who was dressed strangely and with all kinds of paint on his face, but whose facial features were quite handsome and looked nothing like the savages on this island, Qiao Ran felt a little close to him, but just to be on the safe side, she still took it. A little blood was used to test paternity with myself.

The blood test results showed that there was indeed a parent-child relationship between his current body and this strange man on an island thousands of miles away.

Now, all we have to do is wait for this cheap dad to wake up and admit his marriage.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Qiao Ran led the person out of the space, put the person back on the simple wooden bed, and then opened the door.

"Lord Chief!"

Bama was the first to rush into the house, and the other leaders also rushed in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the face of the person on the bed had returned to rosy color, unlike the black and blue face that he had just breathed out when he was first assassinated.

Not long after, the person on the bed slowly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bama's enlarged ugly face. Even though he had seen it countless times, Bartus was slightly startled. When he touched his heart with his hand, he touched the cloth wrapped around his chest. strip.

Immediately, he saw a few more familiar faces. They were the chiefs of various tribes, the leaders of his men.

Everyone chirped and greeted each other, especially Bama, who looked around nervously and had a lot of questions. Bartus had a headache from the noise.

"Okay, Bama, all of you disperse, the patient needs a good rest!"

A pleasant voice rescued Bartus, whose mind was buzzing with noise.

And this sentence, which was obviously in the Vietnamese language, also reminded Bartus of the scream he heard before he fell into coma.

Dai Viet? woman?

Bartus tried hard to sit up, but was held down.

"Your injuries are too serious. I just bandaged you. Don't move around. You need to rest in bed for two days before you can sit up."

A series of words of concern made Bartus' eyes redden. When he looked up, he found that the person speaking was a young man who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he suddenly felt depressed again.

"Thank you! Did you save me?"

"Yes, I also cured your poison."

"Thank you for saving my life, sir!"

Bartus thanked him politely, but at the same time he felt a little disappointed.

Not his relatives!

Among his relatives, his fourth brother is nineteen years old, and among his juniors, his daughter is the eldest.

His eldest son is only twelve or thirteen years old, and his other nephews are even younger, and obviously do not meet this age.

However, for some reason, he felt inexplicably close to the person in front of him.

No, no, the voice I heard just now was exactly the same as that of my daughter Ran Ran in the dream!

"You, you are..."

Bartus looked at the young man in front of him excitedly and expectantly.

Qiao Ran was not a shy person and directly reported her identity:

"My name is Qiao Ran, and I am your daughter."

"Daughter? Are you really my daughter?"

Bartus, the boss of the Qiao family, Qiao Dajiang, sat up again excitedly.

Qiao Ran gave him an injection directly, making him lie on the bed unable to move, which also calmed down his excitement a little.

"Are you really Ran Ran? My daughter?"

Qiao Dajiang couldn't believe it.

Hasn’t my precious daughter been stupid since she was a child? Why is it suddenly normal? And he’s so powerful that he can kill people and also heal people?

In his expectant eyes, the young master, oh no, the girl nodded slowly:

"Yes, I am your daughter, Qiao Ran. My father's name is Qiao Dajiang, my mother's name is Zheng Huiniang, my three uncles are named Qiao Erhe, Qiao Sanhu, and Qiao Sihai, and I have two younger brothers named Qiao Dong, Qiao Bei.”

"This...you...no, that's not right, you said your mother's surname is Zheng? But my wife's surname is not Zheng, her surname is Chen, but her name is the same, she is also called Huiniang."

Qiao Dajiang was confused. Most of the names matched, but his wife's last name didn't match.

Could it be that there is something wrong with my memory? Could it be that my memory has not been completely restored and there is a deviation?

"No, my mother's surname is Zheng. She is the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion who has been missing for more than thirty years. She is not from the Chen family. My mother was secretly taken away from the Qingzhou Mansion Street by two old men from the Chen family when she was a child. Now she has I have found my real natal family, General Zheng and Mrs. Zheng are my grandfather and grandmother, and General Zheng is my uncle. "

"Is this... is this true? Your mother is actually the eldest lady of the General's Palace? My wife is actually a rich lady?"

Qiao Dajiang murmured to himself, unable to digest the news that shocked him for a while.

His poor wife, who had been abused by her family since she was a child, could actually be the daughter of the famous General Zheng from the Dai Viet Kingdom and the sister of General Zheng?

The eldest lady of the General's Mansion, how could a humble person like me, who came from a peasant family, be able to reach such a high level?

For a moment, Qiao Dajiang was shocked, happy, and sad at the same time.

What was shocking was that he didn't expect that the wife he had suffered for decades would actually be the eldest lady of the General's Palace.

Fortunately, my wife has finally come to an end of all her hardships and can have real family members to love her.

What worries me is that my wife is a wealthy lady, how can I be worthy of her? My father-in-law and brother-in-law are both in high positions. Will they look down on a poor guy like me?